Date: Tue, 10 Aug 2010 01:06:56 -0400
From: Ike
Subject: "Glory Hole Sagas" - Chapter FIVE
"The Glory Hole Sagas"
Chapter Five
In Bed With Mr. Hamilton
Even after all these years, I can remember the eagerness with which I
looked forward to my first actual date with a man. It was early in the fall
of 1970, and I was almost 20 years old, and a college sophomore. Until
earlier that week, my sexual experiences with guys had basically been
limited to some "circle jerks" that had lead to mutual blow jobs in my
early adolescence, although I had a satisfying sex life with women. In
fact, I was sleeping with two girls at college, who knew about each
other. I had discovered the joys of glory holes that week, and in the few
days since then, I had been experimenting a lot with those holes in the
walls of the toilet stalls. Even the least pleasant experience had been
more exciting and fulfilling than the night last spring when I had shared a
girl for hours with my then roommate. I felt like I was making up for lost
time!
The fact that this date was with a teacher who I had a massive crush on was
immensely... stimulating. And a little intimidating. The fact that I knew
the date would result not only in my first experience of sex with a man in
a bed, but that it would also be the first time I would sleep the entire
night in another person's arms following the act of love was even more
exciting. The fact that he and I had already had amazing sex through a
glory hole was the guarantee that I was going to have a better night than I
had ever had in my whole life. I was proud that the date was the result of
my suddenly becoming very aggressive sexually. My discovery of glory holes
in a strangely isolated T-room across the hall from my English instructor's
basement office was an awakening for me. I had had sex with two men that
afternoon, and then realized that one was my teacher and one was my friend,
an older married guy. I had sat in the toilet when it was over and accepted
what I had been struggling with for a few years - that I was probably
homosexual. Or, as it was beginning to be called around then, "gay".
My date at the handsome redhead instructor's house was for 8 PM. Freshly
showered and shaved, I was outside Mr. Hamilton's house at a little after
7:30. I had been so excited by my date, that I couldn't sit still in my
room, and had walked the three miles from the campus, just to calm down. I
was surprised to find that it was a very big house in a extremely nice
neighborhood. In fact, it was an actual fucking mansion! My family was very
well off and I had grown up in a big old house in very nice neighborhood,
but this was another class altogether! In fact, except for roofs, I
couldn't see any other houses, since the lots were so big, and most of them
had tall hedges or walls around them. I paced back and forth at the foot of
the circular driveway, chain smoking cigarettes until I felt like a fucking
fool. Unable to wait anymore, I rang his doorbell at 7:45. I half expected
a unformed butler to open the door and stare down his nose at me. Instead,
Mr. Hamilton opened the door himself, wearing his jeans and a green sweater
that I loved seeing him in, barefoot, with a big grin. After I came into
his house, he gave me a bear hug as he kissed me long and hard and deep. It
was the absolute best kiss I had ever experienced. "I was wondering when
you'd come in, Ike. I've been watching you pace and smoke since you got
here. I was worried you were going to change your mind."
"No way, Mr. Hamilton. I'm really looking forward to this night with you. I
was just brought up not to show up too early, but I was so eager that I
couldn't wait in my dorm room."
The tall, muscular man laughed, stroking my cheek tenderly. "Considering
why you're here, I think you can call me Jeff when we're alone, Ike."
I blushed and tried it; "OK... Jeff." It felt great when he grinned back at
me. "Jeff, I've always wanted to ask - just how tall ARE you?"
"Six foot, nine inches, Ike."
"Must be hard to buy clothes." I joked.
"It is. Fortunately I come from a very rich family and can afford to have
my stuff custom made." That explained how a junior instructor at a small
college lived in this big... palace.
"I have to thank whoever made that sweater you're wearing. I've always
loved it."
"That would be my sister. A rich girl who likes to make things with her
hands. I guess I do wear it a lot." He grinned at me and I almost shot a
load in my jeans. "It`s my favorite, too." He took my hand and lead me into
the dining room. The table was set for a formal dinner, with flowers, good
china and crystal wine glasses, and lots of silverware. Candles burned in a
silver candelabra in the center of the table, which was covered with a
snowy white table cloth. Before having me sit, Jeff slowly unbuttoned and
took off my shirt, and then playfully pinched my nipples. He stood back and
admired my young body. I decided that turn about was fair play and pulled
his baggy sweater over his head. I gasped in delight. He had a truly
magnificent physique, covered with that reddish body hair. I looked at
Jeff's chest and arms. Dressed in his usual baggy tops, I never guessed at
just how massively muscular the tall man was. I ran my hands over the
bulging muscles of his arms and chest. Awed, I whispered: "How did you get
so beautifully muscular?"
"I was on the weightlifting team in college. Got some medals at
competitions. I keep up at it in the college gym, but I`m glad I don`t have
to shave my body for competitions any more.." I decided to ask him to teach
me how to lift weights, so I could look just as hot. I leaned forward and
kissed his chest, then I licked his nipple until it was hard.
"Whoa, Ike. Not yet. First we eat dinner before it gets overcooked." He
went into the kitchen to get the food. When he came back in with the salad,
I was sitting there with a hard on and a grin, and nothing else. He almost
dropped the food. "Damn, you are so fucking hot, Ike. But let`s take our
time. We have all night." After pouring us some wine, he sat down and we
ate our salad. We chatted as we ate. Jeff asked me about my sexual
experiences, and I found myself telling him every detail, including my
encounter with Sam that afternoon. He looked a little disappointed at
that. I laughed. "Jeff, I'm 19 years old, and it's been five hours since
then. Don't worry, man, I've got plenty of new jism built up for you, too."
He laughed with me. Then he stopped to think. "Was that Sam with you in the
hallway?" I nodded. "I've seen him in that toilet before, but we've never
hooked up. He's a hot looking stud! I didn't realize he was a student, let
alone an undergraduate. You are a lucky young man."
"And I have a date with him tomorrow afternoon in my dorm room. It's great
that my roommate goes away almost every weekend!"
"Like I said, you're a lucky man! I wouldn`t mind spending some time with
this Sam of yours."
I ran my hand down his chest and teased him, "If you're very nice to me,
maybe I'll arrange it, Jeff."
Laughing, Jeff got up to get the main course, and he had an obvious hard on
in his tight jeans. A very BIG hard on! He came back with broiled chicken,
baked potatoes and asparagus. He poured some more wine for us. We ate in
silence, and as we stared at each other, we ate faster. At the beginning of
the semester, the college had shown the movie "Tom Jones" as part of a film
festival of movies made from classic novels. The hottest scene in the movie
was when Tom Jones and this older woman he was about to fuck ate a
meal. They ravaged the food as if they were ravaging each other. I picked
up a piece of the chicken and ripped at it with my teeth like they did in
the movie. Jeff muttered "Tom Jones," and did the same. I took an asparagus
spear in my hand and pretended to give it a blow job. Jeff fucking MOANED
at that. I licked my fingers and he looked like he was going to
explode. "Ike, behave yourself! Or I'll have to spank your pretty ass. Or
is that what you`re looking for, you randy pup?" Laughing, we finished the
main course, with a lot of wine. Soon, I was very relaxed. Not drunk, not
even tipsy - just relaxed and comfortable and glowing with happiness.
Jeff stood up. "What would you like for dessert, Ike?"
I licked my lips and groaned "You!"
Jeff reached down and pulled me to my feet. He gave me a slow kiss, then
surprised me by lifting me off the floor. I almost came, it was so hot to
be held like that by this big man. After all, as a husky young man 6'1"
tall, I was not a lightweight. He carried me in his arms up the stairs to
his bedroom as I ran my hands over his bulging muscles. I licked his lips
with my tongue. I blurted out: "I think you have the sexiest lips in the
whole fucking world. I love looking at them, but I love kissing them even
more!" He grinned at that, kissing me back. Jeff had carefully prepared the
bedroom. The bedcover had been taken off, and there were candles burning
all over the place. Incense scented the air with sandalwood. Jeff had
obviously paying as close attention to me this quarter as I had been paying
to him - I had mentioned in passing in my first writing assignment that
sandalwood was my favorite scent, and that I found it sexually
stimulating. He gently placed me on the biggest bed I had ever seen, and
stood back admiring my naked young body.
He slowly removed his pants. I stared at Jeff in wonder. He was so fucking
beautiful! And Jeff was hung better than the black guy from the Men's Room,
although his dick was not as fat. He was hard, and his giant cock was
leaking pre-cum. I whispered in wonder: "How big is that beautiful thing?"
He laughed and said "A little under 13 inches. Does it make you nervous? Is
it too big for you?"
I shook my head. "No, I think it's the most beautiful thing I've ever
seen. I just hope you don't expect..."
"Ike, we'll take this at your speed. Anything you do for me will thrill me,
stud. As long as you fuck my ass sometime tonight like you did through the
glory hole."
"I think it will be a lot better in a bed, Jeff. A hell of a lot better
than through a fucking hole in the wall!"
He walked over and turned on the stereo to some classical music that
sounded really romantic, giving me a chance to check out his beautiful,
muscular, hairy ass. The hair was a slightly darker shade of red than his
head but just as curly. He came back to me, and climbed on the bed,
covering my body with his. I sighed, contented to finally be in a bed with
a man, and thrilled to be in that bed with such a hot fucking stud! We
kissed, then licked each other's faces. I managed to get him to roll off
me, and I began to bite his nipples like Sam had bitten mine. Jeff groaned
in pleasure. He stroked my back, working his way down to my ass cheeks. I
loved the feeling, and was really turned on. I wondered if it was OK to ask
him to lick the inside of my ass hole like Sam had.
Finally, I couldn't wait any longer. I moved around to get a closer look at
that giant dick. First I jerked it for a few seconds, and realized that
Jeff was uncut. I licked the tip of his cock and he groaned, then I licked
up and down the shaft. "Oh, Ike, that feels so good." I dug my tongue under
the `skin, and found it very clean. I climbed between his legs and took the
head of his cock in my mouth, working as much of it in my throat as I
could. Remembering how I had managed to swallow all of that black cock
earlier that day, I opened wide and sort of hollered. Jeff's massive dong
slipped deeper into my throat, and my nose was in his heavy, curly red
pubic hair. Jeff gasped in amazement. I could only keep it there for a
short time before I felt myself about to gag. so I backed off, using my
tongue on his cock head.
"Are you SURE you're new to this, Ike?"
I nodded while still sucking his cock like a baby sucking his mother's tit.
"You are so fucking talented at this, stud. Do that again! Very few men can
swallow that thing whole!" I did my new trick with my throat, and this time
was able to use my throat muscles on the cock head for a time before I had
to stop to breathe. I looked up. Jeff had his eyes closed and was clutching
the sheet with both fists. He was breathing hard and sweating. His voice
was hoarse with passion as he whispered. "I think you better stop, Ike,
before I dump my load too early. I am NOT 19 anymore." I moved down to lick
his big, hairy balls. I loved the taste, and Jeff began to writhe on the
bed! I remembered what Sam had did to me through the glory hole, and I
began to lightly chew the ball sack. "Oh, YEAH! Do it, Ike. Chew those
fucking balls! Yeah, harder!" I was having a great time, and I noticed that
although his passion didn't flag, Jeff's cock was not quite as hard.
Jeff pulled me up to him, so we could kiss again. His hand stroked the hair
on my ass. He had me straddle his chest and push my cock in his mouth. He
used his hand on my ass to let me know I should fuck his face again. While
I was happily doing that, I felt his finger work it's way between my ass
cheeks. At first it felt good, and exciting. He pushed harder, and his dry
finger forced it`s way into my ass ring. It hurt and I gasped. "Jeff, I've
never had anything in there before except for Sam's tongue." He pushed me
off his face and apologized. "I don't mind, Jeff. I want to learn to give
you pleasure."
"No, I should have prepared you for that. I'm really sorry, Ike. It`s just
that you're so damned hot, I lost control." He rearranged my body so I was
sitting on his face. His tongue worked it's way deep into my guts and I
felt like my balls were on fire. My groans told him I was enjoying it. I
was whacking my meat, but Jeff stopped me.
Finally, I gasped: "Jeff, I think I need something bigger in there now!" He
had me get on all fours, and opened a jar of Vaseline. Slowly, he pressed a
greased finger into my hot ass, and I moaned at the pleasure. He climbed
under between my legs so that he could suck my fat 9" dick at the same time
as his finger moved around in my ass. I pushed my ass back against his hand
and he began to fuck in and out. "Oh, gawddamn, Jeff. I like that! More!"
A second finger worked it's way into my ass. It hurt a little at first, but
soon I was loving the experience. "Fuck my ass with your fingers, stud,
while you keep doing that great job of sucking my cock!" His finger hit a
spot deep in my ass and I bellowed "OH, FUCK! Yeah!" He kept working his
fingers against that spot, and I realized I was going to shoot my
load. "Oh, mother fucker, you're going to make me cum from your fingers in
my ass. Keep doing that, Jeff." He sucked harder and pushed his hand in
deeper, and I bellowed wordlessly as I shot jet after jet of my cum into
his throat! He sucked every drop out of my balls, and kept sucking. I
realized that I was staying hard, but my ass became very sensitive, so I
reluctantly had to ask him to take his fingers out. After a few minutes, he
stopped sucking.
I collapsed on the bed. Jeff climbed behind me and held me to his chest. I
felt his hard cock against my leg, and worried a little that he might want
to follow his fingers with that monster. As if he was reading my mind, Jeff
whispered in my ear: "I know you're not ready for a cock in your ass,
yet. Especially one the size of mine. I know you haven't asked my advice,
but if I were you, I would wait for your first time until you're sure you
are with someone special. And maybe even for the time and place to be
special. I hope you decide it's me, but..." I leaned back into his caress,
and he licked my ears and pulled on my nipples. "Oh, you like having your
tits played with, huh?"
"Oh, yessss!" He rolled me over and start to chew on them. He chewed harder
and harder, and I clutched his head to my chest to keep him from
stopping. The he chewed a little too hard, and I yelped. He stopped and
kissed me. He climbed on my body and began to rub his ass against my hard
cock.
"Ike, I need you in my ass! I've been climbing the walls all afternoon
waiting for this. Are you ready, little buddy?"
"Damn straight I'm ready! Fucking your hot ass is all I thought about all
evening." Jeff got on his back and spread his legs, throwing his legs up so
his ankles were next to his head. I looked at the pink star of his
obviously clean ass hole surrounded by the red hair. I thought to myself,
"I'm gonna try it sometime. Might as well be now with a stud I really like!
And it looks so fucking PRETTY! It shouldn't be too much different than
eating a girls cunt." I took a deep breath, and lowered my head. I kissed
the little rosette of red hair and flesh. I began to lick his ass crack. He
hissed in surprised, then moaned and bucked his hips against my face. I
spread his cheeks and tried to put my tongue in his ass. I liked the taste,
and I pushed in harder. It was definitely better than a twat. Jeff began to
babble curse words as I fucked his ass with my tongue. When my jaw and
tongue got tired, I stopped. Jeff handed me the jar of Vaseline, and I
greased my dick.
He moaned "Fuck my ass, little buddy. Fuck me long and hard and deep!" I
slid my cock into his spread ass as I looked at his handsome face. Jeff
grinned as the now familiar tight, hot ring snapped around my enflamed
cock. I stopped to calm down, but Jeff thought I was teasing him. "Ram it
into me, stud. Fuck the shit out of me! Don't tease me, Ike!"
Suddenly, I felt like I was in control of this massive muscle man, and I
loved it. I wiggled my hips, but went no deeper. "Please, stud. Don't tease
me! I need to feel you in my guts!"
I grinned and barked "Beg for it, big man. Beg for your `little buddy' to
ram his hard cock deep in your ass and fuck you silly!" We stared at each
other, and Jeff grinned as he realized I was playing a game with him.
"Please, little buddy, fuck me silly. Ram that big stud dick deep in my
ass!" I shook my head and he kept begging. When I couldn't take it anymore,
I shook my head no, then rammed my hips so that I slid all the way into his
ass, my pubic hair tickling his ass. He screamed in mock pain, but I saw in
those green eyes how much he loved it. I started to fuck him slowly as he
begged me to fuck faster and harder. Again without warning, I did. "Oh,
fuck, yeah, Ike. HARDER! YES! Fill my guts, stud! FUCK ME!!"
I fucked as fast and hard as I could, and I felt the jism boiling in my
balls. "Oh, Jeff. Your ass is so fucking hot! I'm getting there, stud!" I
reached my head down and bit his nipple hard. His ass spasmed in reaction,
and with a bellow, I filled his guts with my hot cum. I kissed Jeff deeply
as I continued to fuck his ass until every drop was gone from my balls, and
my soft cock slid out of his tight ass.
I looked down, and saw that he had dripped so much pre-cum on his belly
that it looked like he had shot a load of clear cum. I lowered my head and
licked his belly clean. Then, I took his pulsing cock into my mouth and
used my tongue on the head. He began to curse again, grabbed my head and
forced more of his cock into my mouth. I did my little yell, and he popped
deep into my throat. I felt his cock get even fatter and stiffer, and knew
he was going to cum. I pulled back my head so that just the cock head was
in my mouth, and rammed three fingers deep into his stretched, wet
ass. With a wordless bellow that made the windows rattle, Jeff came in my
mouth. I was thrilled to finally taste his load. It was the sweetest load
of cum I had ever tasted - sort of like nuts. I swallowed almost all of
it. I kept the last jet of cum in my mouth as I pulled my fingers from his
butt. I climbed up his body so that I could kiss him, and when he opened
his mouth for my tongue, I dribbled the last bit of his cum into his
mouth. We pushed that load back and forth between our mouths until it was
gone. I lay down on the bed, and Jeff moved behind me again, hugging me to
his body. For the first time in my life, I fell asleep in the arms of a
person I had made love to.
-~-~-~-~-
It was dawn when I woke up with a need to piss. I rolled over and
discovered that I was alone in the big bed. Jeff was sitting at the bedroom
window, smoking a cigarette, staring out into the night. It had started to
rain heavily, and he looked so serious. I quietly padded up behind him, and
wrapped my arms around his upper body. He sighed and leaned back against my
chest. I took the cigarette and took a drag, then put it back between those
beautiful lips. I murmured, "I do love those lips." He looked sad. I let go
of his body, and sat on his lap. "What's the matter, Jeff?"
"I woke up, and I was watching you sleep, so peaceful and handsome. Then
the realization hit me that what we had done tonight could ruin my teaching
career when it was just starting. I don't need the money, but all I've ever
wanted to do was teach."
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said anything, and just kept having sex with
you through the glory hole."
Jeff looked in my eyes and grinned. He kissed me deeply and then whispered
in my ear. "I'm not sorry. I'm not sorry at all. I loved the sex with you,
and I don't want it to stop. Even losing my job would be worth it."
I took one of his cigarettes and lit it, suddenly nervous. "What are you
saying, Jeff?"
"Just what I said. I want to continue seeing you and having sex. I admit,
part of me hopes this turns out to be something long term. I'm really
surprised for a few reasons. I`ve never wanted a long term relationship
before; usually I go for men older than me. And usually I'm the one who
likes to make my partner beg. Would it scare you if I told you I could see
myself falling in love with you?"
"A little. I mean, I've just discovered the world of sex with men, and I'm
still not sure I'm ready to give up sex with women. At this point, I plan
to continue to date girls. I mean, I told you I'd like to be a father
someday... But..." I stopped, and nervously smoked the cigarette.
He was silent for a while, and finally whispered; "'But' what, Ike?"
I leaned forward to whisper in his ear. "But I think I could see myself
falling in love with you, too, Jeff." I sat up, speaking louder. "I mean I
had a big crush on you before I ever had sex with you, and maybe someday it
will turn to love. I wouldn't mind it a bit, to be honest. But at 19, were
you ready for a long term relationship?" With a sad smile, Jeff shook his
head. "Listen, Jeff, let's not fuck up what we have with all this
philosophical bullshit. Can we just enjoy a discrete sexual relationship
for now, and not worry about the future until... I don't know, ...until I'm
ready?"
Jeff kissed me. "You are a smart man, little buddy. You're absolutely
right."
I stood up. "Now, I woke up to piss and if I don't, it will be all over
your lap in a minute." I ran into the bathroom. When I returned to the
bedroom, Jeff was waiting for me on his back, his ankles next to his ears,
the Vaseline between his legs. The sight gave me an instant erection, and I
needed no further invitation. But this time, I slowly fucked his ass while
gazing into his beautiful green eyes. He seemed to like it that way, and
Jeff wrapped his long, muscular legs around my body to pull me deeper into
him. I felt like I had been making love to him for an hour, when he stopped
me, saying his legs were hurting. He had me lay in the bed and he sat on my
dick, riding up and down on it, using his ass muscles to massage my hard
prick. With me laying like this, we could play with each other's bodies
with our hands while we could still look at each other. Whenever I began to
feel like I was going to cum, Jeff saw it in my face and stopped until I
was calmer. After what seemed like forever, or three seconds, Jeff began to
bounce up and down faster. I watched the look of ecstasy on his face as his
ass muscles spasmed and he shot a load all over my chest without ever
touching his cock. The spasms set me off, and I shouted: "I'm going to
shoot my fucking load, Jeff!" He climbed off, and stroked my cock twice,
and my load mingled with his on my chest, some of it hitting me in my
face. He kept kneeling there, rubbing the cum into my skin, a big grin on
both our faces. He took a towel from the night stand drawer, and wiped the
rest of the cum off me. He lay down, and I snuggled my back against his
chest again, content to have my first real lover hold me. Before we drifted
back to sleep, I heard him whisper more to himself than to me. "I could lay
like this forever." In my mind, I agreed.
-~-~-~-~-
I woke up again at about 10 AM, with Jeff rimming my ass (I had learned
another new word the night before). I moaned and lay there, luxuriating in
the feeling of his long tongue in my asshole. The feel of his rougher
morning beard on my asscheeks was really turning me on! I got up on all
fours so he could get in deeper. I had a throbbing hard on already, which
Jeff began to milk with his fist. I grabbed his head, pushing it towards my
pulsing, dripping dick. "Suck my fucking dick, stud." He moved round to
take my cock in his mouth, and I began to fuck his face. Jeff reached up
and put my hands on the sides of his face and then pushed on my ass to
demonstrate that he wanted me to really fuck his face hard. We both enjoyed
this - a lot. Jeff moaned around my cock as it plunged deeper into his
talented throat. I found myself ordering him around: "Suck harder, you
horny bastard. Suck that fucking cock down your fucking throat. Make me
shoot down your throat - suck my hot dick, you.. you... cocksucker!" I had
never talked to anyone like that before, and I was shocked at myself, but
Jeff obviously liked it. He kept making noises deep in his throat to
encourage my dirty talk, and that buzzing sound made a vibrating feeling in
my cock head that was unlike anything I had ever experienced. I remembered
how even when I was afraid of being beaten up by the man I sucked through
the glory hole in the bar, I was totally turned on by his dirty talk. Jeff
obviously like being called names, and I was willing to make him happy.
"Oh, fuck, yeah, you hot cocksucking motherfucker, suck a real man's
fucking cock. You have such a hot fucking mouth, man. Suck my balls dry,
big buddy. Make me shoot my fuckin' cum-load in your belly. SUCK MY
GAWDDAMNED FUCKING BIG HOT COCK, you gawddamned cocksucker!" Suddenly, Jeff
worked two fingers into my ass. He hit that spot in my guts a few times,
and I bellowed as I grabbed his head, rammed my prick down his throat and
shot my load. I felt his hot load shower my ass and legs just after I came,
and I knew that both his hands had been occupied on my body, so he couldn`t
have beaten that load out of his massive dick. He moved around and shared
my load with me in a deep kiss.
As we calmed down, Jeff lit a cigarette and we shared it, playing with each
other's chest hairs. "I've never talked like that to anyone before, but I
found out that it turns me on when guys do it to me. I didn't go too far,
did I, Jeff? I... I wasn't sure if it was OK to call you names."
Jeff kissed me deeply, then said "It really turned me on, little buddy. I
have to admit, usually I don't like it when my men curse and call me names,
but for some reason, I liked what you were doing. In fact, it wouldn't have
bothered me if you were a little more abusive."
"Like calling you `queer' or `faggot'? A working glass guy I sucked off in
a bar T-room called me things like that, and I found it hot. Until he
called me a "a filthy gawddamned fucking cocksucking faggot" in an angry
voice after he came, and punched the wall. Then I was afraid he was going
to get some other men to beat me up."
Jeff hugged me "That is a risk you take with public sex, Ike. But usually
that kind of man just has to establish that he's not queer so he can stop
feeling guilty about enjoying his sex with you. I bet if you could read his
mind, you'd be surprised to find that what got him angry was that he really
wanted to suck you off, or for you to fuck his ass, but he's too afraid to
admit it."
"You know something else, Ike? Usually I don't like being ordered around,
either, but when you made me beg last night, it was... man, it was fuckin'
hot! We have to do that more often."
We had gotten up and walked together to the bathroom, where we both pissed
into the toilet at the same time. I had never done that with another guy,
and it was a surprisingly intimate gesture. We took a quick shower
together, and Jeff took me back downstairs to the big, gourmet kitchen,
where I watched as he cooked breakfast for me in the nude. I treasured the
sight, and knew that I wanted to watch this gorgeous man doing ANYTHING
naked as much as possible. We ate in the kitchen, and I helped him wash up
before I got dressed to go back to the dorm.
We agreed that we had to be careful about our meetings. Our meetings in
school would be strictly professional, with a minimum of sexual or romantic
contact. We would basically restrict our dating to the house for the time
being.
Worried what the neighbors would think, I suggested, "Maybe you should
start tutoring some exceptional students for free here at your home, so my
coming and going would be less obvious, to the neighbors."
He gave a chuckle. "One of the advantages of this neighborhood was that
everyone minds their own business. You saw how it's set up so no one can
see any one else's front door. It was designed like that on purpose. People
with our kind of money value our privacy. I lived here all through college
and grad school and I still don't know the names of any of my
neighbors. They must know my name is Hamilton, since I inherited this house
from my father's mother when she died, and it's carved on the columns at
the foot of the driveway, but all the space means we have a lot of
privacy. To be honest, Ike, if we don`t make TOO much noise, we could fuck
in the backyard and no one would know about it."
To make me more comfortable, he showed me the service alley behind the
house that lead to his massive two-story garage, and walked me to the end
of it. The bus stop back to school was right there, and I could stay
screened in the bushes until the bus turned the corner that I could see
from the alley. The bus stop from the college was right across the street,
next to a high hedge that gave the people there privacy.
"Can I drive my car into this alley, Jeff?"
"Sure, Ike. Then you can come in through the kitchen door." We stood there
together silently, smoking, waiting for the bus back to the dorm.
I got on the bus when it came, waving at Jeff. I sat and went over the
things I had to do when I got off the bus near the college. I had things to
get to prepare for my date with my hot married Texan buddy, Sam. I was
looking forward to fucking him in my very own bed, and impressing him with
my rapidly improving deep throat skills!
But that is another story.